Kingston Skank Awakening

In the heart of Kingston Where the sun kisses the sea A rhythm wild, wild and free From the hills of Jamaica The people found their voice Bassline stumping deep Drums drop one time Lifting souls off their feet Lost our roots running through Every chord we play Echoes of the island Chasing darkness away Oh, reggae, sweet reggae Flowing like the river wide Social fire burning In the spirit we confide Relaxing the vibe Let the justice ride the wave Dust of our iconic From the cradle to the grave One love, one heart In the syncopated sway Humming and bass grooving Hiding of the dead Reggae, oh, reggae Heal the broken and the torn In your irie rhythm a new dawn is born Horns blow the truth Organs hum and low and true Guitars dancing, skank painting Skies are blue Fighting for the poor The oppressed in every line Spiritually whispering To the ganja and the wine No more chains of Babylon We rise with verbal fire Relaxation in the breeze Lifting higher and higher From trenched town streets To the world's wide shore Reggae's message echoes forevermore Hear the dove reverb delay in the night air Echoes of the ancestors without a single care Uplift the weary Rebellious hearts unite In this Jamaican soul we find our guiding light Oh, reggae, sweet reggae Flowing like the river wide Social fire burning In the spirit we confide Relaxing the vibe Let the justice ride the wave Dust of our iconic From the cradle to the grave One love, one heart In the syncopated sway Harmon and bass grooving Lighting up the day Reggae, oh, reggae Heal the broken and the torn In your irie rhythm A new dawn is born Heal the broken and the torn Heal the broken and the torn Heal the broken and the torn